Sextant - Storm Seeker

Now that we are out again

For treasures far from land

Icy winds and the roaring seas

All hope falls Under our feet

No ways to see we rise

Our sight up to the skies

We go where the storms may take us

Ours ways written in stars

And we travel along To the islands unknown

Till we find our luck at last

On and on do the tempests rise

We wring our hands But the siren lies

To colder seas she will lead our barque

Beware her vicious wooing lark

No ways to see we rise

Our sight up to the skies

We go where the storms may take us

Ours ways written in stars

And we travel along

To the islands unknown

Till we find our luck at last